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WEEK ZERO: ARRIVAL
ARRIVAL | |
| â˝ FULL NAVIGATION â˝ LOCATIONS â˝ STATUSES â˝ IC PROFILES â˝ IC RULEBOOK â˝ MURDER PROPOSALS â˝ PCS â˝ CURFEW â˝ ??? â˝ ??? â˝ ??? |
You know how the story goes by now. One minute youâre somewhere familiar, and the next youâre suddenly somewhere else. Unlike previous times before, the source of your rude awakening isnât a mystery. A harsh jostle causes your body to lunge forward as a tire jumps over a pot hole in the road. Try as you might, itâs hard to ignore the steady thrumming of an engine and the gentle sway beneath you. The faint scent of gasoline seems to waft from the outside, but as you look around youâll notice that the windows are locked, tinted, and impossible to see through. Likewise, the door ahead of you appears to be locked as well. Perhaps the scent is your imaginationâŚ? Regardless, though the lighting is a tad dim, it becomes apparent that youâre inside a large bus dotted with the occasional seat and amid a jumble of other bodies. The people you were last with may be among your fellow passengers. Perhaps they are not. But worry not; thereâs plenty of time to look around and get to know one another on this long, strange trip. It may even be wise to examine the staircase at the other end of the bus. Who knows what awaits you on the other floors? Ah, but before you move too far it may be best to assess the situation. On the bright side, any injuries you incurred have been healed! Isn't it nice to have your limbs in place again? Miracles happen. But...what happened to your clothes? Youâre fairly certain you weren't wearing this t-shirt before...and what's with the denim shorts? Maybe you were fortunate enough to get the knee-length version, but for those of you waking up in bootyshorts...well, we're sure you look great! And what better way to tie the whole look together than white socks and tan sandals? At least you'll be comfortable for the ride. Lucky for you, your new threads aren't the only gift you'll receive upon waking up. Attached to your waist is a high-quality bag filled with some fun goodies for every passenger! For those of you who unzip your bag to check its contents, you will find: -Dry shampoo No other items are on your person at this time, even if you were holding onto it as you began your previous departure. That's a bit troublesome, isn't it? Not really; it's still a bus. Be grateful for the extra elbow room, alright? Oh, and one last thing...on the wrist of every passenger is a small, equally fashionable white scrunchie. Not your style? Perhaps it's a good idea to give the travel guide another read. Searching the bus from top to bottom will net zero results in the way of an escape. All of the windows are similarly tinted and locked, and the only exit door appears to be the one on the first level that can't be opened at this time. But hey. You're all old pros at this, right? You know what to do next! Get to know the people around you, trade stories with your fellow passengers, and...well. Buckle up for the bumpy ride ahead. |
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I share the feeling. You alright?
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I'm fine.
[he is not, he is visibly CRANKY AS FUCK, but he is slowly getting himself under control]
Thiiiiis is just not how I expected to start my day.
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Based on the reactions everyone is having, I think we're all in the same boat. I know I expected to be somewhere else, that's for sure. [ his voice is almost painfully mild with understatement. ]
If you don't mind my asking, what's the last thing you remember before waking up here?
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[another deep breath and he lifts his gaze to meet Yu's, expression searching]
I was supposed to be going home.
[home. with Akechi. with Luna. home. where he belonged]
But before I was here, I was trapped inside of a living mansion.
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So was I. I'd been under ... well, a certain impression.
Would I be right in guessing you were playing a game of sorts?
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Not a game any of us wanted to participate in.
It was more like. . . [a pause] A feeding ritual for a malevolent "god."
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[ There's a weird sort of humor there, the faintest hints of resignation and anger. ]
I expect we're in for more. The rulebook, the clothes... it's not exactly similar, of course, but it feels the same.
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It wasn't exactly a "god," but I don't know how else to describe it. A malevolent being. An eldritch horror. A creature who fed on the suffering and pain from those it trapped within its walls.
. . . well. It's supposed to be dead now, so--
[this. . . this whatever it is? is not the house. he's sure of that]
[either way, Akira glances down at his feet, lifting one up to waggle his toes in his ugly sandals]
The wardrobe could really use some work.
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Ours were quite different, then. We dealt with some strange things, but I have to admit we never really ran into any eldritch horrors.
[ Yu glances at the other boy, then down at himself. He'll shrug expansively, and perhaps surprisingly, smile. ]
It's sort of interesting, isn't it?
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[Akira responds with an amused huff]
Because I'm not sure I'm really into the summer-camp-chic look we have going on here.
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Yes.
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[ ... he smiles a little. ]
It's eclectic, I'll give it that, but it's not so bad. At least we're all in this together.
[ the horrible, horrible fashion bus. ]
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[that response draws a genuine laugh from Akira at least. it's light and breathless, but! it's a laugh. he's so tired]
That's a little cheesy for you to say about a bus full of people you don't know.
[but a small part of him appreciates it]
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Because he recognizes that tiredness. Feels it so deeply in his bones that he aches.
They should talk, he thinks. ]
... bonds are important, after all. [ his voice is soft. ] Important to me, and I think they'll be important to us all. Bonds ... last time, they saved us. [ He glances around, and for a breath of a second the look on his face is tender, nostalgic, and afraid. ] We may well need them again.
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[whether Yu means to or not, some part of that reaches Akira deep through the visible exhaustion. he shifts, standing up a little straighter, the look in his eyes sharpening to something more understanding. more determined]
You're not wrong.
[Akira knows better than most that the power of bonds should never be underestimated. as sappy and sentimental as that might sound]
I can't say the power of "bonds" is what saved us, but I also can't deny that working together is how we succeeded. [. . .] Something that's difficult to achieve in a situation where trust is rare.
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And then he'll say, very frank and free of any pretense: ]
My first and most important goal will be to stop the murders. It's what I worked towards last time, and I'll do it again. Whatever it takes.
But aside from that? We win this game, whatever it is, and we earn back our right to go home.
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[. . . but when Yu is finished speaking, he huffs again, lips quirking upwards]
Then our priorities are exactly the same. [and right out of the gate, too!!!] I appreciate you not beating around the bush.
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It's strange... somehow, it feels like they could be the same, the two of them. In some way he can't pin down or name even to himself.
Yu will only nod. ]
What point is there in avoiding it? We both know exactly what this is.
[ .... but after a pause, he'll share a small smile. Small and knowing and only for Akira. ]
Yu. Narukami Yu.
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It makes things a little easier.
[another nod, and Akira extends a hand in greeting]
Akira. Kurusu Akira. No formality, please.
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Akira, then. I'd ask the same.
[ Idly, perfectly casually, Yu glances around. ]
It's a bit loud here, isn't it? It might be easier to talk somewhere quieter.
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[looks to the left]
[looks to the right]
[. . .]
Like. . .
The bathroom?
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[ genially as you please, like that's a completely normal suggestion to make, AKIRA. ]
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Yeah, okay.
[it is a normal suggestion MAYBE!!! at any rate he's just going to saunter idly towards the bathroom now. this is fine. two boys entering a tiny bathroom together is not suspicious at all]
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